Something Old, Something New

by Lubrican

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Chapter Three

"Something new" turned up about eleven fifteen. After Uncle Dan covered up his bear suit again and left, I laid there for most of an hour, just napping and feeling lovely. I had some errant thoughts that I was an idiot for holding out as long as I had. Of the seven boys I had fooled around with, a hundred percent of them would have loved to break me in. Now I know I would probably have loved having them all do it. All it took was Uncle Dan's cudgle to unleash the slut in me. My mom had been right. There was some genetic flaw in us Parker women.

Anyway, I eventually got up, and cleaned up, and got my undies back on. It was kind of warm in the room so I left my dress off. Besides, it was hours yet before I'd need it. I figured out how to put the garter belt on, and then put on the white stockings that went with it. I was fiddling with them when "something new" knocked on my door.

Actually, it was my mother who was knocking on the door, but she had "something new" firmly in her grip so he couldn't escape. When I opened the door she shoved him inside.

"I'll be right out here," she said to my youngest uncle, Tony. "So don't get any ideas about trying to sneak out."

"But Sis," he moaned. "This is crazy!"

"It's high time you knew what the world was about," she said darkly. "Now get in there and do your duty."

She closed the door. Uncle Tony looked at me and blinked.

"Hi," I said. "I haven't seen you for like five years."

"Wow," he said, looking me up and down. "Have you grown up or what!"

"Thanks for coming. When did you get back?"

He blinked and looked at my face. "I got into Denver about seven hours ago."

"So ... how is Angola?"

"You're half naked, Megan," he said.

"I can be all the way naked if that will help," I said. Of them all Uncle Tony was the cutest. He had dimples, and his hair was a little shaggy. He looked like a beach bum, kind of, but I knew he was all wiry muscle under his clothes.

"This is crazy," he told me.

"Yeah," I said. "Uncle Dan was already here."

"He was?" His voice went up. "And you ... ?"

I nodded. "It was completely different than I thought it would be."

"Why?" he asked.

"I don't know. I just thought it would be one way, but it was another."

"Did it hurt?"

"I don't think I had time to notice," I said.

"It was fast?" His eyebrows rose.

"There was a lot going on, but nothing lasted very long," I said. "At least that's the impression I got."

"Oh."

"So do you want me to be naked?"

He thought about that. "You wouldn't mind?"

"The idea of it is actually kind of exciting," I said. "Isn't that weird?"

"No. It's exciting to me too," he admitted.

"What if we got naked together," I suggested.

He looked at the door.

"Okay, I guess," he said.

Twice while he took his clothes off he said, "This is so weird." I didn't have that much to take off, so I was naked first. His eyes were all over me, especially between my legs.

The thing was, when he dropped his last item of clothing, he was soft.

"What does that mean?" I asked, pointing at his penis.

He swallowed twice, like his mouth was dry or something.

"Um ... I'm a little nervous."

"Why? We've known each other for years and years."

"Yes, but this is the first time ... I mean I've never . . ."

"You've never what?"

"Megan ... I don't have girlfriends or anything."

I thought about that. "Are you gay?" If he was I was just going to cry because he was so cute it would be a terrible loss to women everywhere.

"No!" he yelped. "I'm just a virgin!"

"Oh," I said. That was no big deal. Not to me. Until a few hours ago I'd been one too.

"It's just that I move around so much, and it's unethical to mix with the local women we're helping, and then there's the disease problem, and complications with breaking up and all that kind of stuff. I just figured it was easier and less complicated to wait until I could settle down somewhere."

"I understand that," I said. "So you don't want to do it with me."

"No!" he yelped again. "I mean yes I do want to. I mean sometimes I think about you at night ... in the dark ... like this." His eyes ran all over my body.

"So why are you soft?" I asked.

He grimaced. "I don't actually know what to do." He flushed red. "I mean of course I know what to do ... I've just never done it and I might make a mistake, or hurt you or something."

I thought about being mauled by that bear. Uncle Tony was half that big. He was wiry, but he was only an inch or two taller than I was. He didn't scare me.

"Come here," I said, crooking my finger at him. He did and I got a little thrill as somebody who had always been an adult figure in my life did my bidding. "I have an idea," I said.

I took him to the bed and pushed him down on it. Then I gave him a Megan-special blow job. Within five minutes he was standing tall and huffing and puffing. Nobody had ever done this for him and it was so much fun to hear him whining and gasping like he was having kittens. I thought about tasting his juice. Everybody's tasted a little different. Some I had liked, and some was okay. Only once did I spit, and that was because it was so bitter that I just couldn't take it.

But I didn't know when "something borrowed" was going to arrive, so I pulled my mouth off of him and jacked him a few times expertly, to bring him to a diamond hard state. A little less expertly I climbed up on top of him, since I already knew how that worked. I found my tunnel easily with the tip of his cock, which was smoother and thinner than Uncle Dan's. And when I sat down on him, his eyes bulged and he coughed, and sobbed, and squirted me full of spunk. It looked like I had gotten it covered up just in time to avoid a real mess.

He might not have had any experience at this, but he knew he was supposed to last longer than a few hundredths of a second, and he started apologizing. I didn't care, though, because he was so cute, and he had felt different there for a few seconds, which made me curious.

So I laid down on him and kissed him for a while, to see what that was like. He was a fast learner, and pretty soon he was just as good as Timmy had been. And then I set about teaching him how to suck my nipples just right, and ten minutes later I felt him all hard under me again.

"Wanna try it again?" I asked him between kisses.

He nodded frantically.

"Me too," I said. "But you're the missionary, so you have to be on top this time." I grinned, thinking I'd made a big funny.

He was game and he was a hard worker. I had learned enough with Uncle Dan that I could tell him what I liked, and Uncle Tony was more than willing to try to do the same. I got myself a really nice medium orgasm and, in the process, found out that the muscles I used to squeeze the dildo worked even better on the real thing, because there was true interaction. I started squeezing his prick and he got all groany again and just kind of went spastic as he spurted in me the second time.

Just about then there was a knock on the door and Mom's voice came through. "Hurry up in there!"

He almost jumped off of me. His penis was all drippy with his sperm and he looked at it in kind of horror. So I sat up and pulled him over and got to taste him after all. I could taste me too, but we went together really well. When I got done I gave him a little flip and a jerk with one hand.

I looked up at him. "You were very sweet to give up your virginity and be something new for me today. Thank you."

"No! Thank you!" he panted.

"You know, now that you're back and not a virgin any more Mom's going to want to sample you from now on."

"What?!" His eyes bugged out.

"Since the divorce your brothers have been taking turns keeping her out of the singles bars," I said.

"That sure explains this," he sighed. "I thought she'd gone nuts!"

"Just thought you should have some warning," I said.

"You're taking this awfully well," he said, as he got dressed.

"This actually answers some questions I had about myself," I admitted. "I think I've been horny nonstop since I was in the seventh grade. And at one time or another I've had crushes on all my uncles. I even had naughty dreams about them, you included. Now that I know I got the slut gene from my mother, I don't feel so bad."

"You're not a slut," said Uncle Tony seriously.

"I know," I said, smiling. "But I really like what we just did."

"You did?" He looked proud.

"Enough that I know I'll tease you from now on," I said. I put a finger down and scooped up some of his cum and brought it to my lips. I sucked it clean and smacked my lips. "Like that," I purred. His hand went to the front of his pants and he blinked.

"I think you ruined me," he said.

"If I didn't, Mom will." We both grinned.

He opened the door and Mom turned around, startled. She was even more startled when he pulled her against him and kissed her on the lips. I couldn't see his hands, but I think they were probably on her butt.

"Oh my," she panted when he let her go. She peered in at me. I was still naked and my hair was mussed. "Are you all right, dear?"

"Great," I said. "I got the gene."

"Oh no," she moaned.

"When is Uncle John getting here?" I asked.

"How do you know he's coming?" asked my mother.

"'Cause he's the only one who's married, so he's the only one I can borrow."

She smiled. "You always were the smart one."

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